Hetalia I need a hero

Germany POV

All of the troops were relaxing in the camp, resting and healing. Germany was laying in his tent, thinking. Just when he was about to drift to sleep, a loud scream came from the middle of camp. He burst out of his tent to see the enemy side invading the camp. "Who screamed?" He rushed to Russia, who was holding China in his arms.

"THAT BASTARD SHOT CHINA!" Russia yelled, and China was laying nearly motionless in his arms.

"I….Ivan…." China barely said anything.

Russia looked at China, blood trickling from the side of his mouth. "You'll be okay….I'll get you to Lili.."

As Russia was going to get up, China put his hand on his chest. "I'm…leaving now….I'll miss you…."

For the first time, Germany saw tears flow down Russia's cheeks. He had known him all his life, through each war. Through all the hardships, he never cried. Just this once, he would. "No…No…DON'T DIE ON ME!"

China smiled through the blood and tears. There was fighting everywhere. Out of the corner of his eye, Germany thought he saw Italy. He looked and saw China's eyes, filled with pain, sorrow and love. He would never see Russia again. Not until he died. "I love you…..so much…." China whispered. Then, he screamed in pain.

Poland had shot China in the chest. Russia held China, and ran off the battlefield. Germany couldn't blame him. Russia wanted the last minutes of China's life to be carried out in peace. Germany felt a hand grab his arm, and he saw Italy. It looked like he was attacking him, but once he got close enough, he whispered in his ear, "Meet me outside of the camp..Bring Spain."

Germany shook off Italy, and he ran out of the camp. Germany went to Spain and told him, "Follow me."

Spain nodded and came. Once out of the camp, the two saw Italy and Romano. Spain looked at Romano and closed his eyes. Germany looked around to see that there was no one around. They were far enough out, so there wasn't anyone. Italy had tears streaming from his eyes. He ran to Germany and hugged him. "Feliciano….."

Italy let Germany go and looked at Romano and Spain. Romano was a tough-ass. Like Russia, Germany had never seen him cry. One lone tear streamed down his face. "I'm so sorry….Antonio, I didn't mean it…I was such an asshole!"

Spain merely smiled and said, "Of course. I get it. It's okay."

Italy gasped and Romano wiped the tear from his face. "R-really?"

Spain smiled again and walked to Romano. He put his hands on Romano's shoulders and held him tightly. "It doesn't change anything. I love you, Lovi~." Spain kissed Romano.

Germany closed his eyes and remembered what had happened.

"YOU RETARD, ANTONIO!"

Spain flinched.

"I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU! DON'T GO THERE! STAY WITH ME!"

"I don't believe in the cause."

"I HATE YOU!"

"Lovi…"

"I'LL NEVER, ENER IN MY LIFE FORGIVE YOU! FUCK THIS!"

Spain was crying.

Romano walked up to him and slapped him.

"You asshole!"

Italy smiled at Germany. He was happy for his brother. Germany put his hand on Italy's head and played with his hair. "I always loved this little curl…"

Italy smiled and did his Romano impression quietly. "Chigiiiiii~! Not the ccuuuurrrllll~!"

For the first time since the war began, Germany smiled. He couldn't help smiling around Italy. "Feliciano. I must tell you something."

Italy paused. "Yes?"

"I love you."

Italy opened his eyes. His beautiful brown eyes twinkled in the moonlight. "I….I love you too."

Germany walked closer to Italy and held him, then, looking into his eyes, he kissed him. If there was any moment that could last forever, Germany would want this one to last for eternity. It was a beautiful night and snow was falling. But then, shattering the moment into a billion pieces like shattered glass, someone cleared their throat. Germany and Italy broke apart and looked behind. Romano was standing there. "You dirty potato-eating bastard,"
he said, leaning against Spain. "Stop kissing my brother."

Spain looked at him. "Oh, Lovi, why do you have to be so mean to him?"

Romano looked at Spain. "Antonio, I don't like him."

"But don't you know you should be nice to him because your brother loves him?" Spain smiled.

"You wouldn't know…"

Spain laughed and kissed Romano again. Italy sighed and hugged Germany. "Say my name."

Germany looked down at Italy. "What?"

"Say my name."

"Feliciano….I love you."

Italy looked up at him and smiled. He then kissed Germany, and it felt like the world stopped spinning. All of a sudden, a loud BANG of a gun rang out in the distance.

"How do we explain to Japan?" Italy asked Germany nervously.

Germany smiled. "I can keep you prisoner."

Romano clapped his hands. "You brilliant bastard!"

Spain knelt down next to him and grabbed his tie. "Of course, I'll be the guard."

Romano blushed, and his face turned a brilliant shade of red. Germany stood up. "Make it look like you struggled."

Italy ripped a part of his shirt and loosened his tie. Romano was about to take off the jacket part of his uniform when Spain did that for him. He bit a part of his shirt and ripped it with his teeth. Romano's eyes widened. Spain laughed quietly and ripped his shirt again. "Oh, Lovi…"

Italy sighed and said, "I surrender," holding up his hands.

Spain stood up and Romano tugged on his leg. "Surrender!"

Germany put handcuffs on Italy and Spain did the same to Romano.

(AUTHOR'S NOTES

E had an EXTREMELY fun time visualizing the whole Spain thing. –fangasm-

C got distracted and started to watch Bleach theme songs.

BUT we had fun and saw Ichigo shirtless many a time *3*

E is having a hard time trying to find out how to make a raep faec emoticon 3 HELP.

C is wearing a Rukia glove. SWAGGER.'

E is wearing Harry Potter pajamas. SWAGGER.

YAOIFANGASMS WILL BE ON YOUR WAY.)